On the white jade plaza, even the sound of wind seemed to slow to a crawl.

Countless gazes had their full focus on the two figures that had crossed.

Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang were now back to back.

The bright silver light on Zhou Yuan’s body began to dim, transforming into silver liquid that flowed down, ultimately becoming a silver ball as it floated by his side.

Urgh!

Once the silver armor was off, Zhou Yuan could not help but vomit a mouthful of blood. Intense pain pulsed from between his brows, nearly causing him to lose consciousness.

However, he forced himself to endure it while the Spirit between his brows rapidly dimmed.

Fortunately, the Saint Spirit Crystal began to emanate rays of light that wrapped around his Spirit. Strands of cooling aura poured into his...